Chapter 318 The new head of the Stark Group

  The battle hall used for training on the Sanctuary is like an ancient civilization lost in an underground cave.

The majestic deep black boulder constitutes the basic background color of this palace, and the pillars with two people hugging each other support the dome carved with obscure patterns. Around the nearly circular training ground, there are dormant metal blocks that block various powerful creatures. The cabin is used for daily combat training.

  When James walked into the battle hall on the bridge, the two adopted daughters of the "Mad Titan" had been training and fighting inside for a long time.

Gamora was holding a two-handed sword, with a relatively steady breath, and he was lying down, while Xingyun half-kneeled on the opposite side, holding a one-handed weapon with flashing lights in each hand, a modified metal His arms were already flashing with lightning, and he could barely hold the weapon in his hand.

  The two did not stop their confrontation because of James' appearance, and they still stared at each other.

  Xingyun's mechanical arm suddenly twisted and extended a chain from the small arm, stabbed at Gamora with a short stick-like weapon in his hand, and at the same time rushed forward, slashing upwards with all his strength.

   "Emotional, let alone find the direction of 'emotional power'."

  While James shook his head and commented casually, Gamora faced Nebula without retreating but advancing, ignoring the attack from the whip, and just stabbed Nebula's neck with a big sword, exchanging injuries for death.

  The sword light flashed, but Xingyun's bright indigo head did not fall down, but the metal arm was chopped off shoulder-to-shoulder, and fell to the ground with a clang, and the short stick that flashed with lightning lighted a few times at last and then remained silent.

   "Which arm is this? Xingyun, maybe the new combat training can help you improve your brain."

As the winner, Gamora glanced sideways at James, leaned over and picked up Nebula's broken mechanical arm and handed it to her. She was slapped off by her sister who was biting her cheek, and angrily walked out of the training field go.

   "She's right. You should learn more about how to use your mind and emotions in battle. Even a violent and disorderly spirit can be better guided into strength."

Just as Nebula passed by, James took out a cigar from the inside of his armor and said casually. He saw "Smurf Sister" stop, lit a cigarette near her arm that was still bubbling with sparks, and walked towards the training ground Central to go.

   "Thanos hired me to teach you fighting skills, so that my subsequent training arrangements can be carefully implemented, and there will be less nonsense. Now you two can use all methods and strengths to kill me."

  James leaned against the pillar of the main hall, smoking the specialty of the Mengyu tribe with the purple wrapper between his fingers.

  He raised his chin lightly to signal Gamora and Nebula, then continued to concentrate on smoking his own cigarette, and looked curiously at the giant dormancy cabins around him.

Without a single question or nonsense, Gamora from the Zehuberi tribe ran straight up with the big sword upside down in one hand. There are multiple changing trajectories.

   But the human with black and white hair didn't react at all. It seemed that he was a low-level fighter with the worst skills, and he didn't even have basic dodge and response.

  Sword flowers danced, the two-handed sword was twisted lightly by turning the wrist, from top to bottom, it slashed towards James' neck obliquely.

  Chick!

  A deep sword mark groove remained on the black stone pillar, but James in front of the stone pillar still stood there perfectly, like a phantom, letting the sharp sword cut through his body.

Gamora's crimson pupils shrank suddenly, and continued to slash, slash, slash, and stab with the big sword, but all the attacks stayed on the innocent stone pillar, until she voluntarily stopped and took two steps back , looking up and down James suspiciously.

   "I know that the superstar died in your hands, do you have the spiritual power of telepathy?"

   Nebula, who was about to leave angrily, also walked to the other side of James. She listened to her sister Gamora's analysis and nodded lightly, her eyes flickering, as if she also agreed with the guess.

What surprised Gamora and Xingyun was that this man didn't really have an illusory body or that his movement speed was much faster than the two of them could react. Civilization, they will not be overly surprised after seeing all kinds of technology and mysterious abilities.

On the contrary, it is precisely because every movement of James to dodge the attack does not exceed the range of nerve reaction of Gamora and Gamora. They can clearly see that the other party is like a prophet. past track.

  Moving one inch forward, one centimeter outside the body, occasionally swinging the head and squatting, the distance is not more than one point, just enough to dodge all the attacks.

  Especially that leisurely walk in the garden, almost focusing on smoking, is more like rehearsing hundreds of times.

   "I don't have the power of the mind, and I can't read the thoughts in your mind."

James exhaled a stack of ring-shaped smoke rings, and Gamora's broad-bladed sword standing in front of him just reflected the outline of his face, and his fingertips were lightly stroking the gray hair that grew out again at some point on both sides. Looks a little older.

   ". What I have is the power of constant death and resurrection. Just now, every sword of yours killed me once, but I crossed the barrier of time and came back again, remembering your attack trajectory."

  Long silence. Gamora and Xingyun even looked at each other with a rare tacit understanding, and looked at this confident man for a long time, unable to speak.

   "I'm afraid you didn't have laughter and humor in your growth experience. Come on, keep attacking, together." James shook his head helplessly with a cigar in his mouth, and waved his hands at the two.

The two adopted daughters of Thanos finally came to their senses. After being teased, they rushed forward together angrily. Their speed and attack became even fiercer. They danced around James into two phantoms, one green and one blue, and finally made this man occasionally Raise your hand to block a few times.

   "What is the purpose of your fighting? What is the purpose of killing? What is the purpose of becoming stronger!"

  Boom!

  James continued to smoke, but he just freed up an extra hand to block the attacks of Gamora and Nebula. He was like a slippery fish.

While dodging, he questioned the two in a cold voice, until the tobacco in his mouth was exhausted, as if he was finally bored with this game, he turned his back to the pony post and lifted Gamora's chin with his foot, kicking her into the air for a spin Then he turned a few somersaults and fell down.

   Then she poked Xingyun's wrist with her fingers, knocked off her weapon, and whipped Lanlan's cheek with unabated whip fist, and was also slapped and fell to the ground.

   "Fighting is fighting, how can there be so many reasons!"

  Xing Yun sat up suddenly, and shouted at James angrily. Gamora, who was kicked further away, didn't rush to make a sound, but looked strangely quiet.

   "If you want to teach us such boring principles as good and evil, right and wrong, then father will cut off your head first."

   Gamora didn't pick up the big sword, and walked slowly to James and said indifferently, her eyes were not bright, but dim.

   "Thanos already beheaded me, but... I won't give him another chance."

  James walked on the edge of the hall with his hands behind his back, observing all kinds of weird creatures in each dormant cabin, and continued to say loudly:

".There is no absolute good or evil in this world. Although I don't fully understand his approach, I am not interested in discussing these fruitless topics with you. I want to know whether you love fighting or killing, and are you willing to fight for the sake of fighting? —and fight."

  James turned around and stared at the eyes of Gamora and Nebula one by one, but from their faintly dazed eyes, he could not read the slightest desire that belonged to pure fighters.

The sound of footsteps approached the training hall. The second general of the dark sect whose arm was cut off by James on the planet Corbin had already had his arm reconnected. He stood at the entrance of the hall and did not come in. He tapped his right shoulder and bowed his head. :

   "His Highness Gamora, His Highness Xingyun, Mr. Logan, the battle to conquer Chitaris is about to begin."

   "Whenever the brilliance of the stars fades from the land of this planet, you must return to the Temple to receive my training, starting with how to breathe."

   James waved at Gamora and Nebula and said, indicating that the two can leave.

  The stubborn Xing Yun was still stunned and did not respond, but Gamora suddenly stroked his shoulders, bowed and saluted before walking out of the hall.

  Looking at the backs of the two leaving, James sat cross-legged on the stone steps, touched the two heartbeats that were still overlapping in his chest, and suddenly grinned.

   "Hehe. The daughters of Thanos, why would he want to have two daughters? They look about the same age as my Laura"

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  Earth, New York City, USA.

  Washington Post's female reporter never imagined that she would one day use such a method to attract interviewees.

She cruelly tore off a section of the knee-length black dress, and while thinking about whether the editor-in-chief would reimburse her for the dress, she rummaged through her bag for a long time but couldn't find a pair of stockings, so she had to keep the dress. The higher point can barely cover the buttocks, and tidy up quickly in front of the makeup mirror.

Finally, he unbuttoned two buttons of his shirt and squeezed it to make the gully of his chest more obvious. Then he put on slender red high-heeled shoes, and unsteadily swayed to the door of the most upscale bar in New York City. The two janitors in suits stood by their hands and laughed and exchanged greetings.

The female reporter has already seen a burly man with shawl-length hair in the "Pulp Fiction" movie coming out of the stairs behind the glass door. His name is Harold Joseph Hogg, nicknamed "Happy", and he is now The bodyguard of Tony Stark, the new head of the Stark Group.

  His presence means

   Tony, who had just passed his twenty-fifth birthday, experienced the feeling of being the center of attention overnight.

Old Mr. Stark is getting old, and in the past two years, there have been frequent reports of his physical condition. It is said that his mind is not as shrewd as before, especially because he is not only young, but also famous for his prodigal son Tony. high rise location.

   It also confirmed to the outside world that Mr. Howard has suffered from serious mental problems.

   For this reason, his old partner Obadiah Stan had no choice but to withdraw a quarter of his shares in the Stark Group after a serious resistance to no avail, almost dismembering this old technology and industrial group that was on the verge of collapse.

  But within half a year of taking office, Tony Stark threw out a shocking news. He discovered a brand new homotopic element, and completed the "Ark Project" that the old Stark had been thinking about since World War II.

  For a while, not only the global technological field, but even the rules of the extraordinary world were shocked.

  Because this kind of super energy that can be more conveniently carried and used, and is not weaker than nuclear energy, broke the monopoly of Howlett Group's "Rubik's Cube Energy Block".

For a long time, except for a few high-energy modules obtained from this giant at sky-high prices, the field of high-energy weapons has been in a passive situation of stagnant development. Even if some alien equipment technologies have been obtained, the energy has always suppressed the major A source of supernatural power development for syndicates and shadowy organizations.

Especially the "Mr. Howlett" standing behind the big screen of the watch world and overlooking the planet was rumored to have disappeared for a long time. More and more powerful people who are unwilling to be ordinary and unwilling to be "mortal" are Like a shark that smells blood, it secretly grows its power.

   "Get out of the way, out of the way! Miss, please—"

   "Mr. Stark! I am your admirer, can you talk about your experience in breaking through the Ark technology, and how you plan to use this brand new energy."

  Happy's big hand stopped the pretty female reporter who finally got the bar janitor to sneak in, but he couldn't stop the attracted eyes of the young boss behind him.

   "Hehehe, my admirers usually don't ask such professional questions, Miss Reporter~Happy, take it easy, what did I tell you, you don't block beautiful ladies."

  Although Tony is young at this time, he is a bit of a cutting-edge tycoon in his elegant gray suit and unruly hairstyle.

   There are not many people in the bar, there are only a few people around the bar, and the booth area is a bit empty.

  It seems that the method of the female reporter is not only to be able to "change clothes" quickly, this place with extremely high-end specifications and environment is not something that can be mixed in casually.

Tony Stark originally wanted to find a place with the most beautiful women to have fun for a night. After being busy with the group's technology development and business affairs, he was really depressed, but the place Happy found fit his current identity , but not to my liking.

  However, before he left, he met a beautiful lady full of professional temptation, which still made Tony sit down and have a chat.

".Frankly speaking, our world is in the stage of explosive development of science and technology. Thanks to some reasons that everyone knows, the technical difficulties in many fields have been roughly crushed. Therefore, the research of "Ark Isotope" It can be done overnight.”

The female reporter was scribbling hard in a narrow record book. She felt that the dress she had torn today was worth a lot, especially seeing Tony's young and handsome appearance and his high-spirited and proud appearance. A certain flame that is about to be extinguished behind the copybook.

". As for the use of this energy, hehehe, the earth that has entered the interstellar age cannot just rely on the power of a group of genetic mutants blindly. The prospect of the 'Ark' is just a concept in my mind, let people-"

   Squeak—

  Big men who looked like two iron towers at the door bowed down to salute, wishing to knock their heads on the ground, and opened the door to invite a black-haired lady in a neat lady's suit.

  The slim, handmade suit perfectly fits the woman's tall figure. Her eyebrows are exquisite and heroic but not blunt. She has an indescribably cool beauty, especially those lazy eyes, which look like a liger when relaxing and taking a nap.

   Tony Stark, who was sitting not far from the door, was glanced at casually by the woman, and completely forgot what he wanted to say later.

  (end of this chapter)